[69 Book Bar - www.] The old man from the martial arts center deliberately ordered Luo Wei to go to the referee's seat first. Then he used the corner of his eye to pay attention to Ouyang Xiao's reaction. As he expected, Ouyang Xiao's face darkened and he looked at the old man's eyes.
It was full of unkindness. The old man smiled lightly and already had a rough idea in his mind.
"The head of the Wu family, Wu Qingkong; the head of the Lin family, Lin Xiaofeng; and the head of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Xiao, welcome everyone!"
Obviously, the applause this time was not as intense as when Lowe went to the referee's seat. Some people wanted to smash the rotten eggs, vegetables and other things in the basket, but they were stopped by relatives and friends around them.
This shows that the reputation of the three families in Taiping City is not very good, especially that of the Ouyang family, which can be said to be in disgrace.
"Next, the rules of the competition are announced. The first elimination round will be a melee. Ten people are on the same stage. The last person standing wins and enters the next preliminaries. The preliminaries are one-on-one and decided by drawing lots. The winner will advance to the semi-finals;
As a bonus, there will be a competition in the event of failure, and the person who comes first will have the opportunity to participate in the finals!"
"good!"
"good!"
The old man's addition made many people feel relieved, but if they didn't defeat someone in the finals, they would not be ranked, but having this thought is better than not coming at all.
There are twelve venues in the competition arena, and each venue is equipped with a referee and a host. The competition arena where the heads of the four major families are the referees has attracted the attention of nearly half of the people in Taiping City. This is the home court, and the finals are also held at this venue.
"Now everyone will go to the competition stage by themselves. The number of people is limited to ten people!"
After finishing speaking, the old man stepped down from the stage and took a vacant seat in the middle of the referee's box. When Ouyang Xiao saw the old man coming up, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, which disappeared briefly.
A strong young man came out of the contestant area, jumped up to the competition stage, clasped his hands in fists, saluted the people below, and said in his rough voice: "Wenye, please give me your advice!"
After Wenye, nine more teenagers came up one after another, ten of them on the same stage. The smell of gunpowder was instantly ignited, and the fight began. Wenye relied on his innate physical advantages and fierce boxing skills to win among the nine people like a tiger among the sheep, and soon he was defeated.
Fight your way out of the siege.
Looking at the nine people lying on the ground moaning, Wenye smiled slightly and said, "I accept it!"
Then he jumped off the competition stage. After a battle, the competition stage was still the same without any changes; the twelve competition stages were made of strange stones on Luoshen Peak, which could absorb the power and soul of martial arts.
If you want the martial arts competition platform to be damaged, unless your martial arts strength reaches the strength of the Wuzong, or your strength reaches a certain level.
"Zi Ye, this man's name is Wen Ye. He is the number one member of the Wen family in Taiping City. He is a genius master of strength. His martial power is of the earth element. People with one level higher defense may not be able to break through his defense.
, so when you meet him, never confront him head-on!" Luo Cheng said, looking at Wen Ye again with his beard and figure.
"Well, I got it!"
For each winner in the knockout rounds, Luo Cheng would tell Zi Ye one by one about the winner's information, what moves they were good at, what trump cards they had, etc., so that he would pay attention.
The people who play at the beginning of the knockout rounds have their own advantages, that is, there are not many masters playing at the beginning, because the masters are the finale; so there are usually few children from the Taipingcheng family playing in the front, and they are usually civilian masters, such as Wenye
is an exception.
"Ziye, I'm here to cheer you up today!! Don't let me down!" The strong competition for the samurai group is not held today, but three days after the martial arts group, almost when they enter the finals.
The number of strong young warriors at the samurai level was only one-fifth of that at the samurai level, so the event was postponed in order to allow the samurai champions to challenge the rankings of the samurai group.
"Cousin, aren't you going to go home and prepare yourself for cultivation?"
"Didn't you see that Ouyang Tian and Wu Ling, the strong warriors, didn't go back?"
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Although a strong warrior at the martial arts level may not necessarily be able to defeat a strong warrior at the samurai level, it is inevitable that there will be some perverted leaps and bounds. The samurai-level masters will be on hand to watch, in order to prevent accidents from happening.
Ziye saw Ouyang Mu, Wu Wu, and Lin Feng on the stage, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Cousin, I'm going up!"
Luo Cheng knew that Zi Ye was waiting for these three people. When he saw the three people taking the stage, he knew that Zi Ye was about to take the stage. Under the spotlight, he used his strength to tell the entire Taiping City that he, Luo Zi
Ye is no longer a waste; it’s also because I said at Luoshen Peak: What you owe me, I will get it back little by little!
"What weapons are you using?" Luo Cheng said worriedly. The Wu family, Lin family, and Ouyang family are all the top families in Taiping City. The weapons in their families are definitely not comparable to ordinary people. He looked at the hands of the three families on the stage.
Sword Dao Luo Cheng couldn't help but worry about Zi Ye.
"Sword!" A silver-white long sword appeared in Zi Ye's hand. Yes, it was the Cang Qiong Sword. Zi Ye used two days to initially master the Cang Qiong Sword, but it was limited to physical attacks, and the power of martial arts could not be used yet.
Use it on the Sky Sword; the divine weapon has the arrogance of the divine weapon. If the strength does not reach a certain level, he will not let your martial power enter the body of the sword.
"Uh?" When Luo Cheng came, he didn't see Zi Ye carrying a weapon. Why did a silver-white sword appear in his hand in an instant?
"Let's go!" Ignoring Luo Cheng's questioning look, Ziye picked up his sword and walked towards the competition stage.
The ugly man slowly walked from the Luo family area towards the competition arena. When he saw the ugly man coming on stage, Ouyang Xiao's heart skipped a beat and his right eyelid twitched, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Who is this tmd? Lin Feng, do you know?" Ouyang Mu frowned and looked at the ugly man slowly walking on the stage, and asked Lin Feng.
"How do I know!" Lin Feng said unhappily.
"No matter who he is, the three of us will work together to kill the others first, and we will decide the outcome!" Wulin said while looking at the seven people on the stage.
"Um"
Lin Feng and Ouyang Mu nodded in reply, and the three of them looked at the others playfully.
"Go!" Lin Feng shouted, holding a long sword as broad as a willow leaf and advancing to attack, while Ouyang Mu carried a big sword and struck forward with force. Watching the two of them shake their spears, the three of them came together.
Move forward step by step.
The ugly boy in a blue robe looked at the three of them stepping forward to attack. He didn't know what the three of them were planning to do. When he saw the people around him, they all looked at the three of them attacking.
Timid, the ugly man shook his head in disappointment.
"I can't stand it! I give up!"
"I surrender!"
"..."
Before the fight even started, six people surrendered and exited the competition ring. The ugly man looked as if this was expected, but the three people who rushed up were stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on.
Wu Wu then turned the gun head and attacked Lin Feng. The gun head carried the power of Wu, and the sound of breaking wind sounded. Ling Feng quickly raised his sword to block it. Then Ouyang Mu saw Lin Feng and Wu Wu fighting.
He dragged his sword towards the ugly man and said, "Friend, the sword has no eyes. If you don't want to get hurt, get out of here as soon as possible!"
Arrogant, arrogant, but unfortunately he did not have the strength to be arrogant, nor the capital to be arrogant. The ugly man raised his silver-white sword, advanced instead of retreating, and struck at Ouyang Mu.
Seeing that the ugly man refused to retreat, Ouyang Mu looked at the ugly man with a sinister look, and advanced his sword forward with force, slashing forward.
Seeing the broadsword coming at the same time, the ugly man was not afraid, nor did he retreat. He changed his moves midway and turned his body slightly to avoid Ouyang Mu's broadsword. The long sword changed from chopping to stabbing and stabbed towards Ouyang Mu's lower abdomen.
Ugly Man and Ouyang Mu fought in the first round and had a slight upper hand.
"You can't do it, go back and practice for two years!" A hoarse voice came out of the ugly man's mouth; he also extended his index finger and waved it, his disdainful attitude was clear, and Ouyang Mu was furious.
"Go to hell!" Ouyang Mu was arrogant and arrogant. As a direct descendant of the Ouyang family, he could not stand being scorned and ridiculed by an unknown member of the Luo family. He shouted, and the blue power of martial arts appeared on the blade of the broadsword.
"Crazy Sword Cut!" The broadsword slashed towards the ugly man with the power of blue martial arts. The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the ugly man still looked at Ouyang Mu with a disdainful attitude. What he wanted was not only strength.
Killing him instantly will plant a shadow in his heart so that he will never make any progress in his martial arts path in this lifetime.
"I said, you can't do it, you just can't do it!" The ugly man said, the black power of martial arts attached to the silver-white long sword, and the long sword cut from bottom to top.
"Keng!"
The collision between knives and swords caused sparks to fly; the blue blade cut from top to bottom, but was still blocked by the black blade. Ouyang Muhu roared and was paralyzed for a while. After the ugly man blocked it, he did not continue to attack.
Pointing his fingers at Ouyang Mu, he shook his head and said, "You are a piece of trash, trash!"
Ouyang Mu's eyes were full of anger. He raised the sword and rushed into it with all his martial strength. He exuded the aura of a high-level martial artist, "Crazy Sword-Broken Wind!"
Ouyang Mu's whole figure was spinning like a top, and his broadsword attacked the ugly man with force.
Watching Ouyang Mu attack with all his strength, the ugly man jumped up and left the spot. He did not fight head-on and preserved his strength. He was determined to win the first knockout match.
"Death! Die! Die!" When Ouyang Mu saw the ugly man move away, he took out something as big as a bean from his arms and put it in his mouth. His aura became even stronger.
The speed of spinning with the knife is much faster than before. Compared with the ugly man's speed, his speed is still a step behind.
"You can't! Trash is trash, trash is trash, even if I give you the treasures of heaven and earth, it still can't change the fact that you are trash!" The ugly man continued to stimulate Ouyang Mu.
"Poof~" Ouyang Mu's sword left his hands and flew towards the crowd.
The ugly man was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, leaving a blue figure on the spot. The next moment he appeared in front of the sword and struck with his silver sword. The sword fell to the ground, saving the ordinary people watching in the audience.
Ouyang Mu's sword fell out of his hand, he vomited blood and fell down, fainting from the ugly man's anger.